Memory Fails Her Again

What can a woman say to the world: when she reached the age seventy? She lived her life according to everybody rules. A mother, friend, wife, and co-worker: how perky Her years of really living have past her by There is nothing left but shattered memories, Old unpaid church tithe’s "Oh how she cried". A closet of daily reminders: dusty and outdated Unable to finish organize her tops, it seems her memory fails Holding on to what matter most; shattered memories She stumbled half-awake to her bed, frustrated